decrease the increase

So now that we have all the backgrounds, when do we get the pictures of the cats?

Squoosh

salmon so tasty it make me eat hasty / when salmon is finished the joy is diminished

I cannot describe what it feels like to stand beside my child, knowing every second could be our last. This is baby Qais's final chance, and without your help, I will lose him forever. Please help us before it is too late.

I am standing outside the ICU, waiting for any sign that he is still fighting, but every second feels like a goodbye I am not ready for. Please donate now and help me save my baby Qais.

Donations have completely stopped, and today the hospital administration warned they may expel us because I cannot afford my baby Qais’s treatment anymore. Please, I beg you through my tears, donate now before my child is abandoned without care.

As always everybody who spoke ill of Amber Heard is going to hell no matter what

In the end, everyone dies — but that is not the point. The real question is: how were you living before death came? Did you have food and medicine? Were you living in good health and safety? Did you have a home, or were you suffering from hunger, no access to treatment, severe illness, and a tent worn down by the sun?

I have written my story and some of the suffering my family and I have endured in this link; you can click here to read it. Please share text posts again and again. Some people respond by donating or sharing, while most ignore it or hesitate because they do not trust the writer. This is not the time to think that way. Please donate the price of a cup of coffee, or share this to help save what we have lost in this war.

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